Super Fighting Tokyo.

The entrance to the corridor.

Wu Fengshui looked at the battle in the arena and exclaimed, "Very strong! Moreover—it's completely different from my elder brother's violence; it's a different kind of power!"

Beside him, the elderly Mr. Mitarai flipped through some documents and explained to the girl:

"This is Okubo Naoya's true skill."

"Mixed martial arts is a fighting style that can use all kinds of attack methods, and its attacks are flexible and unpredictable."

"Strike, throw, strangle, lock—fight with this combined technique."

"Never let your opponent meet your attack head-on, disrupt their rhythm, and maximize the flexibility of your own playing style."

Mitarai looked towards the arena.

"Although both are all-around fighters, Okubo's fighting style does indeed make full use of his 'all-around' advantages."

"How should Bai Mu respond?"

……

……

Swish!

Okubo threw a powerful punch, which was blocked by Shiraki Shoka, causing him to pause briefly.

Just as Shiraki was about to launch a counterattack, Okubo suddenly changed tactics, grabbing Shiraki's wrist and responding quickly with a throwing technique.

[Hit and Vote]!

boom!

Shiraki immediately turned around, pressed himself close to Okubo's inside, and twisted his wrist to break free, thus dismantling Okubo's throw.

At the same time, Okubo hooked his left elbow back, trying to press down on Shiraki's neck.

Throw it in and you're strangled!

Bai Mucheng crouched down to dodge, then turned and quickly retreated using the drunken fist footwork of the "Chaotic Drunken Spin".

Okubo charged forward again, closing in on Shiraki and wrapping his arms around Shiraki's waist.

Lock upon separation!

Then--

Lock and play!

Swish!

Okubo threw Shiraki Sho backwards again, attempting to slam Shiraki Sho's head onto the ground.

At the critical moment, Shiraki grabbed Okubo's head and, while in mid-air, raised his knee and struck Okubo squarely in the face with a loud bang.

Okubo was so stunned by the impact that he lost his grip on the back throw, allowing Shiraki to break free and avoid being completely thrown.

Bang—whoosh…

Upon landing, Shiraki rolled backward, creating some distance between himself and Okubo, panting heavily with the hot, bloody breath, his vision slightly red.

"Ha! Hoo! Hoo..."

"..."

A surge of thoughts coursed through Bai Mucheng's mind, prompting him to consider many things.

【King of Fighters】Okubo Naoya——

This person's "hitting, throwing, locking, and strangling" techniques are seamlessly integrated!

Compared to himself, he didn't have any fancy skills, but his overwhelming mastery of basic techniques was Okubo's strongest weapon!

"spit……"

Bai Mucheng spat out another mouthful of blood, and before his eyes, ink swirled, outlining a human figure with streaks of dotted lines.

He was a handsome young man.

She wore a light blue jacket, paired with red bandage boxing gloves and boxing boots, and had light blonde hair with bangs covering her face.

Its name: ED!

Edward had already made a subtle appearance when Shiraki Sei and Ryu Ryu were fighting, and he watched the entire battle from the sidelines.

But Edward is an impatient and sharp-tongued person, and also a bit short-tempered.

Therefore, he didn't bother to say anything more to Shiraki Seiji.

However, Edward really enjoyed watching Bai Mucheng teach Liu Longguang a lesson, which is why he appeared at this moment to give him a proper reminder.

I already told you—watch your footsteps!

If you're moving over a large area, parkour is fine, but don't assume it's a foolproof method; otherwise, your opponent will control the pace of the game.

Footwork is an essential element in both offense and defense.

If you keep moving around so awkwardly and making me feel uncomfortable—I'm still going to punch you!

{…}

Bai Mucheng couldn't help but laugh as he listened to those reprimands.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

{…Oh, this is so troublesome! My moves are very selective; you can't learn them!}

Ed frowned and shook his head.

Meanwhile, Shiramu Cheng had caught his breath and regained his fighting stance.

This time, however, Shiraki's stance was even more loose, with his left arm hanging down completely, as if he had completely lost his strength.

All engines are running!

Bai Mucheng's eyes began to tremble, and the whites of his eyes were covered with blood vessels, as if shackles were pulling his pupils back and forth.

In that instant, Okubo, who had also caught his breath, could clearly sense that Shiraki's "stance" had changed, and there was a subtle surge of fighting spirit.

But the one who was most surprised was Edward, whose eyes widened slightly at this moment.

The dotted lines of the ink painting pulsate, just like Edward's restless mood.

{That's strange. You don't have that kind of foundation, so how did you manage to exude an aura similar to that ghostly power? They're both equally dangerous!}

Edward frowned and cursed—

{Damn it, mental strength...}

Chapter 363 Soul-Level Exhaustion!

{Damn it, mental strength...}

Ed cursed, then turned and spat, displaying both irritability and a sharp tongue.

But Bai Mucheng had no doubt about the power of this "young master".

Height 182cm, weight 86kg.

Hobby: Overwhelming victory!

He was physically robust, dressed like a street boxer, wearing a light blue jacket, his chest bare, and his hands wrapped in red boxing bandages.

She had fair blonde hair with long, side-swept bangs that covered half of her face.

He appears to be a cold-faced young man, but he is actually only fifteen years old, not yet an adult, and even younger than Baki Hanma.

The reason for this is that the "spiritual power" he mentioned comes from Vega, the leader of the evil organization "Shadow Luo".

Due to being subjected to Shadow's human experiments, Edward was affected by his mental powers and rapidly grew from a boy into a young man.

But in the end, Edward adapted to the mental power and survived.

After the destruction of Shadow Luo, Edward traveled around to liberate the other Shadow Luo test subjects, and gradually mastered mental power along the way.

His preferred fighting style is "boxing".

He was personally taught violent boxing by "Bison," one of the former Four Heavenly Kings of Shadow Luo. He then incorporated footwork and mental strength into this style of boxing, which became Edward's own creation.

From a dying human test subject to his current status, Edward's strength is evident!

...Of course, he was actually just a teenager.

His mentor, "Byson," was no better person, and his sharp tongue and quick temper were all learned from Byson.

{…}

The ink wash surged, outlining the figure of Edward.

He stood outside the arena with his arms crossed, looking Bai Mucheng up and down.

{You call that technique "Engine"? Although it's different from mental power, the principles are similar.}

{Mental strength, as the name suggests, is affected by the strength of one's will; the stronger the fighting spirit, the greater the power that can be unleashed...}

{Huh? You've also been tainted by murderous intent fluctuations? That stuff is just as troublesome as mental energy! You don't actually have some mental energy, do you?}

Ed covered his face and shook his head.

{Because you wanted to explore 'what is power,' you delved into the fluctuations of killing intent and mental energy... You're too naive.}

However, I won't stop you; just try your best.

Edward snapped out of his daze and explained:

{I used to think that kind of bullshit, mental power, was driven by negative emotions, but I've heard that there are also people who use positive emotions, and some even call it the power of the soul.}

{The little bit you got on—maybe something like that?}

"..."

Edward's words reminded Shiraki Cheng.